Devour evolution from a knife

"Oh, interesting, Jian Wuchang, the ancestor of the Sword Sect!" Du Shanfeng of the supernatural group stood in the air with his arms folded, his eyes flashed with disgust.

"If you die, you will die, and you will use evil methods to harm people, hum! If you don't kill you today, it will be difficult to explain to the people of our Dragon Kingdom." Ren Qingshan of the supernatural group said coldly.

"I think back then how magnificent the Sword Sect was, the leader of the Long Kingdom sect, who was admired by the world for slaughtering ghosts, but now a guy with a lingering ghost can hold the Yin-Yang Magic Formation Talisman of the Sword Sect, how sad!" the overseas monk said. Tiger murmured.

Dragon and Tiger Sect Yang An sneered: "I am more concerned about where the fairy artifact is. Jian Wuchang, you and I have no grievances or enmity. Give me the fairy artifact and I will return it! If not, there is no need for your Jianzong to exist."

Jian Wuchang was holding the activating talisman of the Yin-Yang Magic Circle in his hand, and was resented by several people who said it one by one.

Jian Wuchang laughed back angrily, and said: "I, Jian Wuchang, have only been sword sects all my life. Those who are against me are the ancestors of the past dynasties, and those who are against me are the disciples of the sect. You and other thieves will only use their tongues. If you don't accept it, you will fight!"

Jian Wuchang glanced at the audience, thinking viciously in his heart to kill all the monks here, so that no one would know that Jianzong had him, but there were so many monks here, many of them were still watching the fun outside. The matter of Jianzong must not contain the fire. At that time, Jianzong will face the crusade from various sects. Thinking of this, Jian Wuchang hated Li Mu even more. After sweeping his perception, he found that Li Mu had disappeared.

More and more monks came here, and the entire Anji monks...

"What's the matter with Yinhun, holding Jianzong's yin-yang formation?"

"Ghost knows, he claims to be Jian Wuchang!"

"The fairy artifact was taken by him?"

"should……"

A group of monks watched the excitement with their own ulterior motives.

"Break this formation first!"

The few Nascent Soul cultivators above, following the lead of the supernatural group Nascent Soul cultivators, the battle was imminent.

Jian Wuchang sacrificed the yin and yang magic circle, and the entire Jianzong mountain range was shrouded in a protective layer.

The four Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't attack for a long time, and their faces gradually became solemn. The sixth-level magic circle controlled by Ghost King Qi was as strong as a mountain.

"boom!"

The four monks rolled their true essence and exerted their strength together. The golden light of the blessed flying sword hit the protective cover like a stone sinking into the sea.

While this made several people's faces gloomy, Jian Wuchang laughed loudly: "You have this kind of strength, get out as soon as possible."

Jian Wuchang smiled sinisterly, and kept chanting spells in the air, the next attack he would make these people overwhelmed, using the principle of yin and yang to bounce back the attack at twice the speed.

As long as the strength of the attack does not exceed the late Nascent Soul, everything will be in vain.

Du Shanfeng glanced back at the many monks who were watching the show, and said: "Everyone, please help me, my supernatural team has no interest in fairy artifacts, as long as I grasp the impermanence of the sword, the matter of immortal artifacts, my supernatural team Do not interfere!"

Hearing this, the other two Nascent Soul cultivators were overjoyed. They originally thought that the supernatural group would intervene. Even if Jian Wuchang was destroyed in the end, it would take a big fight to grab the fairy weapon, so the two didn't do their best, and now they have supernatural powers. With the group's assurance, the two of them were calculating in their hearts. At this time, they were even more unwilling to contribute. They reserved their strength to snatch, and the two began to encourage the crowd who came over.

"Everyone, it's everyone's responsibility to eliminate harm for the people, and the matter of immortal artifacts will not be discussed until the formation is broken!" Anyang said righteously.

Manhu's face was gloomy, but he spoke very practically: "Everyone, if this demon escapes today, there will be no guarantee that your lives will be safe. Now we will work together to break it. It is serious business. Anji is located in a remote place, high-level Cultivators seldom come to this place, but ghosts are absolutely not allowed to run amok in this land!"

The appeal of the supernatural group is unquestionable. In the hearts of all the monks, although the supernatural group is hateful, they always count on what they say, and they have never broken their promises.

"Even if we don't want the fairy artifact, we can't let this scourge wreak havoc!"

"We listen to the supernatural group!"

"Yes, ghosts must not be rampant!"

Everyone weighed it in their hearts, what Manhu said was indeed reasonable, if Jian Wuchang ran out, it would be their monk Anji who would be unlucky.

"Everyone follow my password, set foot on the Jianzong mountain range, and attack the protective cover in the northwest direction together." Du Shanfeng said.

Under the leadership of some monks from the supernatural group, monks above the solid foundation stage set foot on Jianzong, but no one dared to step into the Yin-Yang circle. It was useless for monks below the Qi training stage to go up the mountain, but they still Many qi cultivators who wanted to fish in troubled waters went up the mountain.

When these monks entered the scope of Jianzong, Jian Wuchang smiled sinisterly, and the shadows spread rapidly from the ground, splitting out one by one, and bumped into the low-level monks rushing up the mountain. If they were contaminated by his shadow, these monks would explode with blood. die.

Li Mu looked at all this from the corner, and suddenly regained his energy. When someone dies, there must be ghosts appearing. He poked his head out and looked around, only to find that Kang Jian had been playing with a brown spell on a hilltop. .

The ghost king in the mass grave was controlled by this spell and rushed out with a group of ghost soldiers, guarding every corner.

"Stop trying to be fierce!"

Ren Qingshan took out a lot of charms and sprinkled them on the shadow sticking out his head accurately. The spells cut off the shadow and made a roaring sound.

"Everyone, please follow me to attack the northwest protective cover!" Du Shanfeng shouted loudly, and the flying sword in front of him was shining brightly.

The Gu Jindan monks off the field followed suit one after another, took out magic weapons, and surged their true energy.

"put!"

As soon as the order was issued, a large group of attacks attacked in the northwest direction.

Seeing the powerful rays of light crashing towards the formation like a meteor shower, smiles crossed the corners of the monks' mouths.

With such a powerful combined attack, even a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul would be killed.

"boom!"

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, there was a roar, and the lights of all the magic weapons disappeared, and they all rushed into the formation.

"The array is broken?"

"The flying sword has entered!"

"The formation is broken, go!"

A group of monks frantically rushed towards the Yin-Yang circle, trying to gain some benefits.

"No, the magic weapon can't be taken back!"

A monk's face panicked.

At this moment, the protective cover in the northwest direction was brightly lit up, dazzling the eyes, and before everyone could see clearly, they were screaming again and again.

A large area of ​​flying swords actually accelerated and came back.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators in the supernatural group at the top hit with all their strength, and the speed of their flying swords had already reached the extreme. Now they accelerated and flew back, and they were the first to bear the brunt of it. They were all pierced by their own flying swords, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from the corner of their mouths , the injury is not light.

The other two Nascent Soul cultivators narrowly escaped the catastrophe because they didn't try their best.

Those Jindan solid foundation monks dodged one after another because they were not attacking quickly, but the Qi training monks who went up the mountain suffered heavy casualties.

For a while, many unconscious ghosts floated on the corpses on the battlefield.

Looking at the large number of casualties among monks outside, Jian Wuchang held the Yin-Yang Formation Talisman in his hand, fluttering with extreme excitement, and boldly said: "Jianzong disciples obey the order, go out, and kill all these thieves!"

The words were just out of my mouth, only to realize that something was wrong, he became a bachelor commander...

Glancing at Kang Jian angrily, Jian Wuchang said angrily, "Don't let the ghosts go out!"

"Yes!" Kang Jian saw the fierceness of the Patriarch, and his face was ugly, so he could only obey orders.

Immediately, a ghost general came out fiercely with dozens of ghost soldiers, and the battlefield was in chaos for an instant. Coupled with the occasional mischief caused by the shadow of Jian Wuchang, the monks outside burst into blood, and there was a lot of shouting and killing.

Seeing the chaotic battlefield, Li Mu rushed out of the protective cover decisively, and quickly walked up the battlefield.

"Congratulations to the host for devouring the fourth-level ghost, and gaining eight points of evolution and sharpness."

"Congratulations to the host for devouring the sixth-level ghost, and gaining 32 points of evolution and sharpness."

"Congratulations to the host..."

Li Mu was extremely ferocious, the cultivators standing in front of him would run away if they couldn't beat them, and if they could beat them, they would directly stab through their hearts, tearing their souls out.

Shuangshuang and Xiao Zhuang were also released, and followed closely behind Li Mu to protect his body, devouring life.

However, among the monks who went up the mountain, the solid base monks accounted for the vast majority, and the two souls gained more vitality. After those solid base monks died, some of them turned into ghosts, all of which were ghost soldiers. escape in the hole.

Jian Wuchang didn't intend to let them go at all. With a snarl, he dragged them all back with his huge aura, and began to attack humans under the aura of the ghost king, using war to support war!

Seeing this, more than a dozen Golden Core cultivators turned pale with fright, and began to jointly deal with the ghosts below.

The Nascent Soul cultivator continued to attack and started to grab the ghosts. The ghost general was the first to be hit, and was chased by Anyang in circles. Because Jianwuchang blocked him from time to time, Anyang had to deal with the shadow of Jianwuchang every time he was about to catch it. The connection, therefore, fumbled a few times.

"Old ghost Jian, has your Jianzong become a ghost sect now? Rely on some ghosts to go to the battlefield! As for the disciples, they are all swallowed up by you!" Manhu looked at the chaos below in the air, and smiled sarcastically: "Jianzong is one If there is no disciple, he will be removed from the Dragon Kingdom..."

Jian Wuchang was in a hurry, put away the yin-yang magic circle, and fluttered in resentment: "Who said my Jianzong has no disciples!"

Kang Jian was almost mad with anger, Jianzong's reputation for so many years could not be slandered, he stepped on the flying sword, rose into the air and shouted loudly: "Jianzong's disciple is here!"

"Hahahaha, there is only one, and it is still the suzerain!" Manhu laughed: "Old sword sword, I just sensed it, and there is only one person left in your Jianzong. Where are there disciples, you are so vicious, even your own sect I don’t let the disciples off, it’s too much for me, old ghost, after this battle, there is no place for you in Longguo, if you want to come to the overseas Bishui sect, I will recommend you! The ghosts and people in it are not as good as in Longguo Pay more attention." In the words, the wild tiger actually had the meaning of calling for Jian Wuchang.

"Fart, who said that I devoured my disciples, my Jianzong has disciples! I didn't devour my disciples!" Jian Wuchang was slandered by the wild tiger for a while, and he was a little mentally disturbed, constantly drifting around.

Since Cheng Hun's arrival, he has always had a heart disease, he is afraid that the disciples of Jianzong will not accept him, and he is even more afraid of other people's eyes, Manhu's words hit his sore spot.

"Have disciples? Hahaha! Where are the disciples?" Manhu laughed.

With the abnormality of Jian Wuchang, many ghosts were massacred by the monks without control. The monks below fought more and more fiercely, and quickly pulled out and retreated together.

"Old ghost Jian is vicious and devours his disciples!"

"Old ghost Jian is vicious, he uses evil methods to preserve his memory, and devours his disciples!"

"Jianzong has since been removed from the Dragon Kingdom..."

A group of monks shouted loudly, wanting to make Jian Wuchang even more confused.

The fact is also the same, Jian Wuchang is fluttering more and more fiercely: "I didn't, I didn't do that, I don't have Jian Wuchang!"

"Disciple, disciple!" Jian Wuchang fluttered around, and suddenly saw the scene of Li Mu running away in a hurry, he dodged and rushed down, ignoring the weakening of Li Mu's domain, and grabbed Li Mu in his hand.

"My sword sect has disciples!" Jian Wuchang raised the pig-killing knife...